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I accept human nature

Hey, dear reader. How are you doing? Recently I’ve been extra-upset about people. Perhaps you’ve noticed. Well, great news! As of yesterday, I accept human nature. Partly it was thanks to my rabbi. Last walk she told me, “People don’t know what we want.” We were walking through the neighborhood near shul, sampling fruit off… Read More »

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rejection is a gift

Hey, reader. How are you doing? Rejection is a gift. Thank you to everyone who has ever rejected me. I made this card about it. Rejection is a gift of release. Thank you for saying no. I’ll say yes to myself. It’s on a pink index card in raspberry extra fine sharpie and metallic orange… Read More »

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talk to the wind

Hello, reader. How are you? Yesterday I went to a wild park with Ming. People ride horses there. There are some creeks and a fork of the Willamette River. I went there to sun, rest, and talk to the wind. I showed up in a horrible mood. So sad, missing my mom like hell, peevish,… Read More »

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making tamales, embroidering maps

Hello, reader. How you doing? I saw a video about some displaced Mexican people embroidering maps. It’s beautiful and sad. The Spanish as spoken in the video is comprehensible to me. The video is short but made me think a lot. I’m thinking about home maps art vs craft memories history who we preserve history… Read More »

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letter to the person who stole my trike

Dear person who stole my trike, I really loved that trike, and I’m sad you stole it. It was blue, upright, and the back wheels had been redrilled so the spokes could be replaced with a thicker gauge, for hundreds of dollars. I’m sorry you’re in a place where stealing from disabled people in community… Read More »

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deleting dead people from my contacts

Hello, reader. How are you doing? I’ve been crying and growling this morning. It’s because I was deleting dead people from my contacts. I don’t want these people to be dead. I need more rituals for grief. Is it painful for you, deleting dead people from your contacts? I hate it. Some had multiple email… Read More »

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suffering

Hello, reader.  How you doing?  Life is too short for all this suffering.  I wish I could give you a lot of delicious Ethiopian food.  We deny ourselves pleasures a lot of the time.  Whether that’s because of money or some psychological thing. I wish I could give you any and all of the good… Read More »

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rice cakes

“Somewhere between crackers and chips, there is a field.  I’ll meet you there, with rice cakes,” I told Ming.  We were in a Safeway grocery store on the Oregon coast, looking for snacks. We’d just found the rice cakes, the dividing line between crackers and chips in a snack isle.  Snacks are big bucks, I… Read More »

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music my mom liked

Hello, how are you doing?  I’ve been thinking about music my mom liked.  I’ve had a playlist of music I associate with my dad and his death for a long time.  When I feel my grief for my dad stuck inside me, I can hear these tunes and cry.  It’s helpful. But I finally started… Read More »

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deep respect cub care jaguar

Hello, how are you doing?  I painted this deep respect cub care jaguar.  Thought you might like to see it. Deep respect cub care jaguar is craft paint on reclaimed product packaging card stock.  It’s based on a photo of a sculpture I saw online.  In the sculpture photo, I can see the Jaguar is… Read More »